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"Yes it is baffling but last weekend I saw a dog in the park and the dog did a poo and the poo curled anti-clockwise and I thought all dog poos curled clockwise so I looked it up on wikipedia and it turns out that it's dependant on the humidity and the dogs diet so I was talking to a friend about this and he showed me a video of a dog on his HTC phone and I really like the phone but I have a samsung and I was thinking I should get an iphone but I really like the HTC and anyway this dog in the video...."

Grampa Simpson: We can't bust heads like we used to. But we have our ways. One trick is to tell stories that don't go anywhere. Like the time I caught the ferry to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for m'shoe. So I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt. Which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Gimme five bees for a quarter, you'd say. Now where was I... oh yeah. The important thing was that I had an onion tied to my belt, which was the style at the time. You couldn't get white onions, because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones...

"Why would anyone prefer to wield a weapon that takes both hands at once, when they could use a lighter (and obviously superior) weapon that allows you to wield multiple ones at a time, and thus supports multi-paradigm carnage?"

That's a bad bit of luck. We have such a chap here who given the chance will talk for ages. He nobbled our sales lady last week and kept her captivated by his 40 minute monologue of his home improvements he's having done. I thought to myself, please let him stop soon. Alas, he chatted on and on.

I've no problem with office banter but anything that goes on for too long is not good for productivity. It's the same with him. If I catch him in the corner of my eye turning his chair around from his desk, I know he wants to natter. I then turn my chair towards my second monitor until I can see the coast is clear.

"I do not have to forgive my enemies, I have had them all shot." — Ramón Maria Narváez (1800-68).

Never, ever, hire someone without asking yourself this question. It's 10:30 monday morning and the new hire in the team that sit close to me has talked non-stop for 90mins about absolute crap. That team already had a 'talker' now with the two of them there is no hope for peace and quiet.

Would you like me to pay a visit?

Michael Martin
Australia

"I controlled my laughter and simple said "No,I am very busy,so I can't write any code for you". The moment they heard this all the smiling face turned into a sad looking face and one of them farted. So I had to leave the place as soon as possible."- Mr.Prakash One Fine Saturday. 24/04/2004

Makes me wish I had the '76 I had back in the '80s. I had the black hatchback with a 302, very similar to this Mustang[^]

Of course I woulddn't mind having a couple of the cars I used to have. Like my '71 Cuda or the '72 Satellite. But the Musatang was my favorite. (I still have the Mustang Emblem from the front grill though...)

Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?"
“I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
I wouldn't let CG touch my Abacus!
When you're wrestling a gorilla, you don't stop when you're tired, you stop when the gorilla is.
Cogito ergo thumb - Sucking my thumb helps me to think.

When I got my first 'racing' bike, I wanted a Claude Butler. My mum made me have the Raleigh.

Henry Minute

Girl: (staring) "Why do you need an icy cucumber?"
“I want to report a fraud. The government is lying to us all.”
I wouldn't let CG touch my Abacus!
When you're wrestling a gorilla, you don't stop when you're tired, you stop when the gorilla is.
Cogito ergo thumb - Sucking my thumb helps me to think.